Eröffnung Sampsa Indrén & Jussi Pyky (Finnland)

Name: Eröffnung Sampsa Indrén & Jussi Pyky (Finnland)
Start: 2025-09-12T19:00:00+02:00
Location: Jungbuschstr. 3, 68159 Mannheim, Germany

Schedule

Fri, 12 Sep, 2025 at 07:00 pm

UTC+02:00

Location

Jungbuschstr. 3, 68159 Mannheim, Germany | Mannheim, BW

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Sampsa Indrén (born 1975 in Helsinki) lives and works in Helsinki. He graduated from the University of Art and Design in 2012, presented his works in numerous solo and group exhibitions
in Finland and abroad. His work is found in Finnish State Art Deposit Collection, Helsinki City Hall Collection and numerous private collections.
I have always been interested in dead animals. The house I grew up was decorated with taxidermy. From floor to sealing. My father collected them. Mainly birds. Once I asked him why and he said that birds were like poems to him, beautiful and defining gravity. But to really admire them, to look closely enough one must wait that they die and stop moving. I was completely mesmerized by this answer and I have tried my whole life to understand what he ment. Sometimes I feel that I am close to the enlightenment or realization, usually when I am drawing dead birds I find by the roads or in our garden. Maybe my dad was secretly genius or just
completely mad.
Jussi Pyky (born in Tyrnävä, Finland 1985 ) lives and works in Helsinki. He graduated from the Lahti Institute of Fine Arts in 2009 and from the Finnish Academy of Fine Arts in 2016. Pyky has
presented his works in numerous solo and group exhibitions in Finland and abroad. His work is found in Seppo Fränti Collection in Museum of Contemporary Art Kiasma and private collections.
Dark Sun
During the summer months, I spent days on the outskirts of the city, drawing. I went to places I had never been before, places where few would go, and where there seemed to be nothing special. Still, I lingered in these places, not knowing why.
In early summer, when the ground was cool and the air warm, I stayed by a seaside overgrown with reeds. At its edge, the nearly leafless branches of alder trees stood out as orderly fractals against the spring sky. In midsummer, when both the ground and the air were warm, I settled in a birch grove, chaotic in appearance, overflowing with lush greenery in the dazzling blaze of sunlight.
In late summer, when the ground was still warm but the air had turned cool, I lingered in the damp dusk beneath a forest of tall spruces, where small, stunted spruces formed a withering forest of their own.
The sun rose in the east, stayed in the sky, and set in the west.
In these places, I spent days, hours at a time – sitting and drawing.
Gradually, these places that had seemed insignificant began to feel meaningful.
Were they reflecting my inner world, or was I projecting the contents of my mind onto them?
Did they reveal universal phenomena that emerge everywhere – an organized chaos?